Date: Wed, 23 Feb 2000 19:21:54 -0800
From: Mister A Nonymous
Subject: The Ballgame (Part 2) young/friends
Chris laid down on his bed, dreaming of baseball, and his birthday
and the new bike he was to get from his parents. He had his headphones on,
listing to an old jazz band tape his uncle had given him as he read back
issues of National Geographic. Chris didn't feel much like going outside
today; for whatever reason he reserved himself to just hanging around the
house. Yes, Chris was a bit of a geek. Besides baseball, he preferred more
academic pursuits and was never fond of such things as video games.
His thoughts suddenly moved to the events of that morning, when his
friend TJ introduced Chris to the art of masturbation. Chris had achieved
his first orgasm, under the skilled coaxing of TJ's hand, then practiced
his newfound pleasure on his friend's penis.
The feelings of hours ago came roaring back to Chris. His penis
began to stir in the confines of his Jockeys. Chris laid there, silent and
still, as a small tent was pitched in the middle of his shorts. He knew he
needed to have another "orgasm". He quickly glanced over to make sure the
lock was turned on his door, then shifted his attention back to his growing
boyhood. Chris slowly pushed his red mesh shorts to his knees. Raising his
shirt to get a better view, Chris lightly squeezed himself through the
soft, white cotton of his underpants. He then tentatively pulled off his
briefs, just down to his thighs.
Chris stared as his fully erect penis. Completely hairless, it was
about three and a half inches in length. His little purple head contrasted
his fair skin. His small scrotum, containing his marble-sized balls, had
contracted against his skin. His dick stood up at attention, almost
straight up in the air.
Chris slowly moved his hand down to his little boner. He ran his
thin fingers up it's underside, his body shuddering with the first
touch. He grasped it's short length with his first three fingers and
thumb. He gently began stroking, up and down, as he closed his eyes and
thought of TJ.
Meanwhile, back at the Johnson's house, a similar scene was playing
out in TJ's room. TJ's little hardon was protruding from his unzipped and
unbuttoned shorts. The front of his briefs was pushed down underneath his
balls. TJ squirmed as his hand flew up and down his own hard boyhood.
"Oh...yes...Chris..." TJ gasped between strokes. He couldn't
believe it -- his dream of pleasuring his best friend had come true! He was
truly in heaven at this moment.
Chris had begun vigorous pumping of his erection. The mattress
underneath him rhythmically squeaked as Chris' slim hips moved up and down
with the quickening motion of his hand. He imagined TJ beside him,
masturbating himself, as Chris' climax approached.
TJ's entire body had stiffened up, and he twitched with delight
before the onslaught of his orgasm. He felt it coming, like a freight train
coming down the tracks, this was going to be an earth-shattering climax.
Neither of them knew it, but their orgasms came at the same time
that afternoon. Chris' hips rocketed off the bed as his young body spasmed
with sheer delight. Down the block, the sweat poured down TJ's brow as his
climax hit, sending his body into light convulsions and filling his mind
with a barrage of absolute pleasure. Both of them would fail to make a
single drop of semen for over a year, but for now their orgasms felt truly
incredible. Chris collapsed, barely conscious, down on his bed as his
orgasm subsided. TJ's breathing slowed, his straining penis still twitching
in his hand. Both boys were completely spent, and removed their hands from
their rock-hard erections as they enjoyed the blissful post-orgasmic
feeling.
The next morning couldn't come soon enough for Chris. His birthday
party began promptly at noon. It consisted of the usual 12-year-old party
games and activities, but with all of the action, Chris and TJ had hardly a
moment to themselves. No matter, TJ was to spend the night at Chris'. The
rest of the guests, who mainly consisted of their baseball team, were left
out of the overnight idea, mainly because Chris' parents didn't want that
many boys in the house that late. It also helped Chris have time alone with
TJ.
As the guests left, the evening consisted of Chris riding his new
bike around the driveway as TJ shot hoops at their basketball goal. Soon,
they were the only boys left at Chris' house. The sun was beginning to set
on Chris' birthday, so the boys decided it was time to head inside.
The boys immediately bolted for Chris' room. Not expecting any
emergence until morning as usual, Chris' mom was only able to instruct a
"don't stay up too late" as Chris quickly shut the door.
"Dude, this stuff is so awesome. I must have done it five times
yesterday!" Chris exclaimed.
"I know. By the way, it's called masturbation, or jacking off, or
beating off...or jerking off..." TJ explained.
"Yeah whatever," said Chris. "I love it."
"I liked it more though when we did it together," TJ whispered.
"Yeah. So did I," Chris answered.
With that, TJ turned toward Chris and put a hand on his
shoulder. Chris moved close and before he knew it, TJ had lifted up the
front of Chris' shirt and was sliding his hand down the front of Chris'
shorts. Chris was wearing boxers underneath his loose denim shorts, of
which TJ's hand quickly located the opening and entered. Chris' almost
fully hard erection was right against TJ's palm now; he could feel the head
protruding from Chris' sweaty body.
"Couldn't you wait until we got our clothes off?" Chris joked.
"I just couldn't contain myself!" TJ laughed. Chris, still fully
dressed, was having his penis rubbed by TJ's eager little hand. Suddenly,
TJ removed his hand from Chris' shorts.
"Chris, I want to try something...if it's alright with you," TJ
said.
Chris, horny, replied, "What's that?"
"Um...I wanna...uh...suck you...I mean, it..." TJ said, pointing at
Chris' groin. Chris was taken back. He had never thought about someone
sucking on his penis before, but the idea did not seem uninteresting.
"Why?" Chris questioned.
"I think you'll like it...I mean, it'll make you feel good. Think
of it as a birthday present."
"Well, okay. But stop if I tell you to." Chris said. In fact Chris
was very intrigued by TJ's offer, but did not want to seem too eager. He
was curious about the notion of oral sex -- it was always a common insult
to hear, "suck my dick," or something along those lines. Chris was
definitely quite aroused now, and his penis made a definite protrusion,
obvious to TJ. Chris began to unbutton his shorts.
"No, wait. Let me." TJ interrupted.
"Whatever!"
TJ pushed Chris' arms over his head, and began removing Chris'
shirt, exposing his clean, white chest and tiny nipples. TJ's heart began
racing -- he frequently fantasized about his friend's body, and now it was
his for the taking. TJ touched every inch of skin on Chris' upper body as
Chris stared at TJ's intensity.
"I thought you were going to suck me," Chris reminded.
"Yeah, I'm getting to it!" TJ whispered back.
The blue waistband of Chris' boxer shorts was visible atop his
already unbuttoned jeans; his boner seemed to be holding the front of them
up. TJ finally moved his hands toward Chris' shorts and began sliding down
his zipper. TJ opened the fly, and Chris' shorts fell to the floor. Chris'
erection pushed hard against the fabric of his underpants. TJ dropped to
his knees in front of Chris.
"I can't believe you're doing this," Chris whispered.
TJ tugged at the bottom of Chris' boxers. As they fell from his
hips, his penis sprang up, staring TJ in the face. Chris was incredibly
horny with anticipation. TJ licked his lips, grabbed the base of Chris'
boner with his fingers, and opened his mouth.
Chris felt TJ's warm breath on his penis as he moved his face down
on Chris' crotch. TJ closed his moist lips halfway down Chris' shaft. The
first feeling of TJ's tongue on his little head almost send Chris through
the roof. This was indescribable! Chris could hardly contain
himself. Chris' eyes were filled with color, he was getting light
headed. He steadied himself by placing his trembling hands on TJ's slowly
bobbing head.
"Ohhhhh," Chris gasped as TJ swirled his tongue around his
penis. He was rhythmically moving Chris in and out of his mouth. The base
of his penis glistened with saliva. "Oh God," Chris thought as he pushed
himself all the way in his best friend's mouth and climaxed, sending shocks
throughout his small body.
TJ apparently didn't know that Chris just came, or didn't care,
because he kept working hard on Chris' still rigid cock. Chris moaned with
delight. He was getting dizzy from the incredible feeling permeating
through his penis throughout his body. TJ reached up and cupped Chris'
balls in his hand, to catch the spit that was dribbling down. Chris
shuddered and spasmed with pleasure. He was definitely enjoying himself.
Suddenly, without warning, Chris climaxed again. His legs nearly
gave out under the intense pleasure. He was sweating profusely, and gasping
for air. He lightly collapsed on the floor, panting. His wet penis lightly
twitched as Chris lay back against the wall, savoring the feeling. When he
finally came down, TJ looked up at him, grinning.
"Well, how was it?"
"Oh my god...that...was...unbelievable!" Chris managed to gasp.
"Did you have an orgasm?"
"Twice!" Chris said, his senses finally returning.
"Wow. You seemed to be having fun!"
"Yeah. It was awesome!" Chris stood up and pulled up his underwear
and shorts. His boner had already softened a bit. "Do you want me to do
you?" he asked.
"Do I!" TJ answered, "I mean, sure, if you want to."
"Okay. You'll love it." Chris said. TJ's mind was racing. This was
beyond his wildest fantasy. Here he was, undressing in front of Chris, who
was about to give him his first blow job. TJ removed his white t-shirt.
"Hey. You got to undress me..." Chris protested.
"Okay. Sorry." TJ replied. He stood still, hands at his sides. TJ
was wearing navy blue nylon shorts, which Chris slowly took by the elastic
waistband and pulled down. To match his shorts, TJ had on a dark blue pair
of briefs, which his erection was straining to free itself from. Chris
teased TJ's dick through the soft cotton confines. TJ grinned.
"Ready?" Chris asked.
"You bet!" TJ replied. With this answer, Chris reached down and
grasped TJ's briefs at the top. He knelt down on the floor, at the same
time jerking down the underwear, exposing TJ's excited little boyhood.
"Oh yes!" TJ thought. His mind was going a mile a minute, eagerly
anticipating the pleasure he knew was soon coming. Chris stuck out his
tongue and licked the underside of TJ's erection, sending a shiver up
through his body.
"I have to taste it first," Chris whispered. "To make sure I like
it!" Chris then parted his lips and took his first "bite" of TJ's boner.
Fireworks went off inside TJ's mind as the first wave hit him. As
his friend's tongue stroked his penis, jolts of soothing pleasure
reverberated up and down his young body. His penis seemed stiffer than
ever, with Chris' head bobbing up and down on it.
TJ ran his fingers through Chris' soft hair. Little did he care
that Chris was far from an "expert" on blowjobs -- this was his most
incredible feeling ever. The tension in his body was quickly building up,
and his muscles were beginning to tighten. He knew he was very close. TJ
moaned with delight, then thrust himself as deep as he could inside Chris'
warm, wet mouth.
Chris felt TJ's penis stiffen even more between his lips. It
twitched lightly in his mouth. The groans coming from TJ confirmed his
suspicion. Chris had just delivered his best friend to a powerful, dry
orgasm. TJ shuddered between gasps. He was unable to say a word as he came
slowly down from the pinnacle of pleasure. TJ was still gasping for air
when Chris spoke up.
"I told you it was awesome!"
"Oh...man...that was better than awesome!" TJ replied, still
recovering from the aftershocks of his climax. Both boys were now seated in
the middle of Chris' room, shorts at their ankles, with their little
erections still at full staff. They sat there for several minutes, basking
in the post-orgasmic bliss, eyeballing each other's naked bodies. Suddenly,
TJ broke the silence. He scooted forward and placed his hand on Chris' leg.
"Chris, did it bother you when I kissed you the other day?"
"No. It was cool. I didn't mind." replied Chris.
TJ sighed, relieved. "Good. I was hoping I wasn't freaking you out
or anything. You know, I really love you, Chris." Chris thought for a
moment.
"I love you, too, TJ." he said. "Really, I mean it."
The two boys' eyes met, and they shared a mutual feeling of love
for one another in that very glance. Chris stood up and grabbed TJ's hand,
who followed the lead and rose to his feet. Chris moved forward and
passionately embraced TJ, who lightly touched his soft lips to
Chris'. Seconds later, Chris and TJ instinctively opened their mouths, and
ever so slightly introduced their tongues to each other. A new sexual
sensation flowed from their erections, pressed against one another, and
their tongues, darting in and out of the other's warm mouth. Their lovers'
kiss seemed to last forever, as their dirty, sticky, sweaty little bodies
made the most intimate of contact.
Slowly, they separated. Still staring at each other's angelic face,
the boys finally pulled their shorts back on. Their boners had subsided a
bit, and the night was getting late. Chris glanced over at his alarm
clock. Eleven o'clock.
"Ready for bed?" Chris asked.
"Yeah. I'm pooped." TJ answered. He started to dig for his sleeping
bag.
"Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight?" Chris asked.
"Where will you sleep?"
"With you...if you want to" Chris offered.
"Sure! I'd love to!" TJ eagerly replied. The boys moved over to
Chris' bed.
"Do you want to sleep in our underwear, or naked?" Chris
questioned.
"Um...maybe we'd better keep our undies on, in case your parents
came in," TJ said.
"Yeah, you're right." Chris agreed. With that, the boys slipped out
of their shorts and climbed in bed, Chris in his boxer shorts and TJ
wearing his navy blue briefs. There was hardly room for the both of them in
the small bed, so the two got close, touching one another under the sheets.
"I love you Chris," TJ said, sincerely.
"I love you too," Chris returned. Chris leaned forward and gave TJ
a small peck on the lips. Their hearts were beating in rhythm as they
closed their eyes. The solace of the other's body against their's soothed
the boys into slumber. They fell asleep, wrapped in each other's arms.